A/N: Viola! Another chapter a slightly shorter then the last two but still sufficient chapter.

Shortly after she was gone, leaving an emotionally exhausted Harry to Draco who was feeling extremely relieved that Hermione hadn't done anything to hurt Harry's feelings further, Harry moved. Draco was watching Harry as he picked up his discarded cloak and put it on, then adjusted it a bit.

"Going somewhere?"

Harry rolled his eyes. "Yes, where do you think?"

"Why do I even bother asking?" Draco moaned, lying down unceremoniously on the couch.

"That's what I'm beginning to wonder." Harry said heading towards the portrait hole. "Don't wait up. I have no idea when I'll get back."

"Just don't pull another all nighter." Draco said in concern. "It's not good for you or the baby."

"Babies," Harry corrected automatically, his hand resting gently on his enormous stomach.

Draco blinked. "What?"

"Babies," Harry said, like this was an every day occurrence. "You know as in more then one."

Draco sighed in frustration. "I know what babies are Harry."

Harry smiled sheepishly. "Sorry Dray. If it makes you feel any better I was on my way to go tell Luc now."

He appeared stunned. "How long have you known?"

"Since earlier this evening." He said sitting down on the armchair. "I needed something to distract myself from worrying about you three. So, I went to see Poppy. I was due for anther appointment anyways. I figured that maybe the baby's heartbeat would be soothing."

"And?"

"And," Harry said. "She discovered a second heartbeat." He shrugged.

"Harry this is huge, and amazing, and I should not have been the first to know."

Harry made a little 'what do you want me to do about it' movement with his hands. "I already told you I was on my way to go tell Lucius."

"Well, what are you still doing here?" Draco snapped, ushering him towards the exit. "Go tell him before Poppy does." With that said Draco shoved Harry forcibly out of the portrait hole.

Harry staggered backwards then looked up at the shut portrait hole bemusedly. That had certainly been odd.

Lucius was going insane. No. Insane was too weak a word. Lucius was going out of his skull. He hated being confined to one spot for too long and it had most defiantly been too long. Hours too long. Even the short nap he had taken earlier hadn't helped. If anything it just made him feel worse and Harry still had yet to make an appearance and that bothered him as well.

"Luc, you ok?"

Lucius turned his head and saw Harry standing in the door. He nodded and scooted over and patted his hand against the bed.

Harry grinned and waddled over. Lucius thought he looked gorgeous but, if he said so Harry would become suspicious. He didn't want that. If there was one thing he had learned about Harry in the past few weeks it was that he hated being reminded of how huge he had gotten. Lucius personally thought he looked wonderful. Harry just didn't seem to see it.

"What have you been doing?"

Harry snuggled down next to Lucius and sighed contentedly. "I was telling Hermione a story."

Lucius eyebrows flew up at the proclamation. "What type of story?"

"The first day back here at Hogwarts." Harry mumbled feeling exhausted.

"How'd that go?"

He shrugged. "I think I might being seeing a lot more of her in the next few days."

"So we should be expecting company then?"

Harry rolled over so he was facing him. "I hope so. I didn't realize how much I missed Hermione, until she was sitting across from me in our rooms."

Lucius smiled and kissed Harry on the forehead. "I'm glad she's back then."

Harry hummed and closed his eyes, leaning against Lucius chest. He played with the buttons of his top and opened his eyes slowly. "I also got the second degree from Draco."

"Oh?" Lucius asked, draping an arm around Harry's waist. "What did you do this time?"

He scowled. "I didn't do anything, except put my cloak on."

"He's become quite protective of you lately, you do realize." Lucius chuckled.

Harry laughed. "Too bad I'm already taken huh?"

Lucius rolled his eyes, smiling. "Brat, why do I put up with you?"

"I don't know." Harry said in mock puzzlement. "Maybe it's because you love me?"

"Too right I do." Lucius kissed Harry firmly on the lips, then pulled back, leaving Harry looking dazed. "Ah now I remember why else."

Harry snapped back to reality, blushing profusely. "There was another reason Draco kept me from getting here sooner."

"Oh?"

He ducked his head in embarrassment. "Uh huh."

Lucius raised an eyebrow. "Are you going to tell me or will I have to go find someone else who's more willing to?"

"No, I'll tell you."

"Well…?"

Harry picked nervously at the bed linens. "We'rehavingtwins." He rushed out.

"Did you just say twins?" Lucius asked, looking faintly amused at Harry's reaction.

"Y-uh huh."

Lucius tilted Harry's head up so he was looking at him. "That's wonderful news Harry."

"You're not upset?" he questioned disbelievingly.

"Why do you think I would be upset?" Lucius asked softly, brushing Harry's hair off his face.

He blushed. "I dunno."

"Brat," he murmured affectionately, kissing him softly on the lips. "Draco's probably beginning to panic, probably thinks you got yourself hurt on the way here. You better get going."

"He's become such a mother hen recently, hasn't he?" Harry said amusedly, sitting up slowly. It was getting harder to get up and down these days, but in the end it hopefully would be worth it. He leaned over and kissed Lucius lingeringly, before standing up. "Good night Lucius."

"Good night Harry."

Harry flashed him a brilliant smile and waddled out the door. Lucius watched him go sadly. If it had been any other day he would have insisted Harry stay with him, but Harry had, had a busy day and needed a good nights sleep. One where Harry wouldn't be worried about aggravating Lucius' healing wounds. Not that he'd mind though. It was actually extremely comforting knowing someone was there who cared about him that much. When he had still been with Narcissa, he had come home in a much worse state then this and in much more pain, but Narcissa didn't give a rat's arse one way or the other and sent a house elf up to his room to tend to him. He was certain if the same thing happened now Harry would have seen to it personally and even called a healer if he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Lucius sighed, staring up at the arches on the ceiling. He never thought he'd get used to having so many people care about him. Draco had been a surprise to him. He still feared that Draco may be putting on an act for the masses. He had always acted just like him, to the point where Lucius felt like he had been looking into a mirror and he hadn't like what he was seeing. Narcissa's death became the biggest wake up call of his life and now he had people who cared for him and his son and a new husband who he absolutely adored. He yawned and stretched his arms over his head. Maybe now he'd be able to have the life he always dreamed of. Rolling onto his side, he fell asleep with a slight smile on his face, imagining the next few days.

A/N: So what did you think? Not quite as funny as the last two chapters nor as eventful.

Next chapter: Harry tells more of his story. And how he slowly started falling for Malfoy senior. So yes it will be longer.